On Thursday, November 26, 2020 at 2:51:17 PM UTC-5, rbowman wrote:
On 11/26/2020 10:43 AM, wrote:
Not a part of either my husband's or my tradition. I think his mother's creamed
pearl onions stood in that place on the Thanksgiving menu.
They were on the menu too. I haven't been looking for them but offhand I
don't recall seeing pearl onions on the island with the sweet, yellow,
and red varieties. I'm not up for peeling a pot full of miniature onions
anyway.

I think she used frozen pearl onions when they became available. They
might not be available any more, since half the damned frozen vegetable
case is occupied with cauliflower rice and similar crap that people could
make themselves with a cauliflower and a grater.

Candied sweet potatoes were a staple too that I couldn't look in the
face now. I'll bake some sweets today but I'll eat them straight up,
skin and all, maybe with a little butter.

I like 'em with a little powdered chipotle sprinkled on. The smoke and
heat complements the sweet very nicely.

My mother was a good cook but there was a certain element of '50s Betty
Crocker to it.

My mother and grandmother both worked, so neither had much time for or
interest in cooking. I "enjoyed" such staples as:

Pan-fried whitefish breaded with corn flake crumbs
Spaghetti made with Campbell's tomato soup
A dessert involving vanilla wafer crumbs, marshmallows, Cool Whip, and canned pineapple.

A lot of people wax nostalgic for the foods of their childhood. The only
thing I cook that my mother also cooked is pot roast, and I approach it
completely differently.

Cindy Hamilton